12:1 | Help, LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men. |
12:2 | Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception. |
12:3 | May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue |
12:4 | that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips--who is our master?" |
12:5 | "Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD. "I will protect them from those who malign them." |
12:6 | And the words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times. |
12:7 | O LORD, you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever. |
12:8 | The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men. |
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